The Cursed Heroes

Chapter 1: Wolf Man Don't Bite

The year is 2967. Part of the elite group Nightshade from planet Earth is pursuing Narnir Condus and his private army. A 5' 9" man who's genetic experiment almost cost him his life. He's now half man half beast. He looks mostly human except for his hands. They're now covered in thick brown hair and fingernails replaced with small razor sharp talons. Most who know him think that's all that was changed in the accident. What people don't know is that whenever his mind feels he is in mortal danger his DNA changes drastically. Something very painful and thought to be impossible. He grows two times his normal size. Thick brown hair grows all over his body. The talons that were once small now 10 inches long. Strong and sharp enough to cut through solid steel. Adrenaline constantly running through his veins. Three seconds before a regular human, now a beast resembling a werewolf. He is wanted throughout many galaxies for his heinous experiments on many different lifeforms. With the goal of changing them as he did himself. It is rumored he's paid by numerous large governments to do these experiments in hope of genetically modified soldiers for their own private militaries. Nightshade seeks to capture him dead or alive and disband his private army.
On the planet Juhar they tracked him to the city Marv. A large City booming with industry. Although full of wealth they are far behind technologically compared to most of the cities. With a population of over half a million not a bad place to hide unless you're hiding from Nightshade.
An unmarked white car sits adjacent to the Wishu Tower. A large casino/hotel with 60 floors on the southside, with whole floors rentable midway up to the top.
Jessica turns the car on and wipes her sweaty hands on her pants, "I can't believe after all the shit I've been through on this team it still makes me nervous. As if this is unordinary anymore." She sighs, unhappy with how nervous she always gets.
Marcus shrugs and looks over from the seat next to her, "Well, this ain't the baby shit we were doing five years ago. Back on earth, in Africa." He laughs, "The people we saved, that means nothing compared to this. Don't worry too much though, I'll get us through this." He looks into the lobby of Wishu Tower, "I remember you were the same way before. Always so nervous" He looks at her with a weird smirk.
"That doesn't make me feel any better but thanks anyway," she says as she starts to feel uncomfortable.
"Hey, hey, hey. How can you worry while you're with me? You have your old pal Marky Mark. I'll protect you if anything happens so you don't break a nail or mess up your hair. That would be very tragic," says Marcus with a cocky smile.
Jessica rolls her eyes, "I don't need a cocky dude who thinks he's tough to get himself beat up for me. I can handle myself and you know that. Also just because I like to look good doesn't mean anything."
Marcus surprised by her hostility, "Whoa, chill out there girly. I'm just messin with you. You used to like joking with me. You've been bitchy towards me since the day I showed up to be in this fucking group and to make it even better you didn't want to be on my first mission with me today. You wanted to go with Emmitt. That would've left me with Vice. I hate that dude."
Jessica now extremely irritated by Marcus, "I only recommended you for a position in Nightshade because you had talked about being in years ago and I thought having an old friend back would be nice. I should've known you wouldn't be the same person I knew five years ago. Now you're just an arrogant douchebag who thinks he's hot shit!"
Marcus gives her a dirty look, "Whatever, I don't need you anyway. At least Ariel likes me. She's always so nice to me"
Jessica smiles a little bit, " haha, that's funny. You think Ariel likes you?" She laughs, "I wouldn't get your hopes up bud she's nice to everyone in NS and you're not her type. Now please stop. We're on a mission not hanging out at base."
Long silence fills the car as they wait for the signal. Marcus still mad glances at Jessica. Looking at her long, dark red hair. He thinks about her. She has a small body yet she could fight a bodybuilder who had trained to fight their whole life. Arms that seem as frail as light twigs but are strong enough to block a running bull. She's short but that's no disadvantage to her. He starts to fantasize, being the perv he is. He can't be around a beautiful woman for five minutes without undressing them with his mind even if an old friend. Touching her soft, white skin. Feeling her small but satisfying chest. As he moves down her body his fantasy is cut short by an explosion, the signal!
Jessica immediately guns it. Driving through the city at speeds exceeding 60 mph is usually a death wish but she handles the car with grace and skill. As she drives away the city police (who had just shown up) immediately assume the unmarked white car is carrying whoever set off the bomb. As the police begin the chase after Jessica and Marcus, Vice and Emmitt slip in the building through all the commotion.
The bomb was in a dumpster around the side of Wishu Tower. Meant as a distraction to get most civilians away from the tower. To also make police chase the white car Jessica's driving. It was not large enough to blow the dumpster apart but loud enough to sound devastating. It did exactly what they had wanted. Most of the law enforcement was after Jessica and Marcus in the white car. Keeping them away from the tower was crucial. They tend to get themselves killed in situations such as this and never listen to other agencies when told to stay away. The rest of the civilians in the Casino/hotel were being evacuated by the remaining police. Getting as many innocent people out of harm's way as possible, meanwhile Emmitt and Vice did their work.
As Vice and Emmitt ran to the service elevator Emmitt thought over the situation. The only reason they knew where Narnir Condus was is because Mr. Wing Wishu (owner of the Wishu tower) tipped them off. Told them that Narnir had reserved ten floors all to himself and paid 450$ billion to Mr. Wishu to keep quiet. Would've been a great plan if Mr. Wishu hadn't been a strong supporter of Night Shade that is. Mr. Wishu had told them that Narnir himself was most likely be on the 58th floor, a business/conference floor The rest occupied by bodyguards and higher ups of his private military. Mr. Wishu had taken the liberty of telling Narnir that he does a realistic emergency drill every year and that he and his comrades needn't worry about the commotion. They put full trust in Mr. Wishu that they would not be bothered. A fatal mistake.
Capture Narnir dead or alive. As Emmitt and Vice neared the 58th floor. They were minutes away from the reality of the situation. There was no taking Narnir alive.
Meanwhile Jessica and Marcus neared the southeast side of the city. Jessica still driving effortlessly and Marcus firing blanks out at the cops to keep most of the heat on their situation. Marcus yelling, "You didn't tell me we were going to the southeast shore!"
Jessica still focused on driving. "Just trust me." As they near an end of a dock leading out to the blue waters of the Amanal Ocean Marcus begins to doubt Jessica.
"We're literally about to go 70 straight into the ocean! What the fuck are you doing!?" says Marcus.
Jessica still annoyed by Marcus says to him softly, "Shut the hell up unless you want me to crash."
As they near the end of the dock with countless police behind them Marcus spots a small ramp. Just big enough for the car they're driving. "Jessica we aren't going off that right?" says Marcus. Jessica right before hitting the ramp slows down from 78mph to about 62mph. Simultaneously Marcus is preparing himself for a swim. They hit the ramp and as the car flies through the air it vanishes as if teleported within an instant. The police tires come to a screaming halt just before the end of the dock. Baffled by what they just saw